School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

In fact, Indomani himself didn’t even know what the hell he was reciting.

Anyway, after he had a car accident, his head had been buzzing, and he randomly flipped through a few foreign books in the trash and studied it for several years.

In this way, he inexplicably felt that he had received amazing medical skills.

By cooperating with some local remedies, many diseases have been cured.

Whenever he sees a doctor, he first performs a spell that he doesn't understand, and then combines the Ganges water with the life-saving medicine he prepared.

This effect is unsatisfactory after repeated attempts.

"!@#￥@￥*~!"

After chanting the mantra and feeling that it was almost done, Yindumani immediately shut up.

Then, he put the bottle aside and said in stilted Chinese:

"Miss Meiyi, this is holy water taken from the Ganges River. You only need one bottle a day, and the disease will be cured in seven days!"

"Miracle doctor, how does this count for money?"

Chen Meiyi asked happily when she saw Yindu Mani looking so confident.

"Not expensive, not expensive!"

"This miraculous doctor helps people in need. Each bottle of this holy water blessed by divine power only costs 100 million. If you buy six bottles at a time, I can give you an extra bottle!"

After Yindu Mani finished speaking, he was ready to fill Mr. Chen with water from the Ganges River.

It’s just that Mr. Chen’s mouth has been closed and he can’t drink it in for a short time.

After several attempts, Indumani could only put the Ganges water aside and then took out a ceramic jar.

When the ceramic jar was opened, an unignorable odor immediately filled the air.

Seeing everyone frowning, Yindu Mani touched his bald head and introduced seriously: "This is the sacred treasure of salvation left by our country's sacred cow to the believers. If you apply it all over your body, it will be immune to all poisons!"

Chen Meiyi looked at the dark thing. Her originally pretty face was almost wrinkled.

But before Chen Meiyi could ask about the price of this magical medicine, Chen Jiayi and the old doctor pushed Yindu Mani away.

"Dad, what kind of magic medicine is this? It's just cow dung mixed with water!"

"This bald man is a bluffing lunatic. We must not let him do anything wrong to grandpa!"

When Chen Tianhe heard his daughter's words, his expression became solemn.

He also had some doubts about the medical skills of this bald-headed miracle doctor, especially when he took out the black magic medicine, the smell was really disgusting.

But Yindu Mani was also the person invited by his eldest daughter after all. He wanted to give him some face, so he asked someone to get some magic medicine and let professionals evaluate it.

Unable to apply the medicine, Yindumani sighed and said, "Miss, I'm sorry, it's not that I'm useless, it's that your family didn't give me a chance, I've tried my best!"

At this time, the miracle doctor invited by the second lady Chen Meiyi had been prepared and she opened the medical box she carried with her.

"Could this be Zhang Zhongsong, the great master of the Temple of Medicine?"

"Doctor Zhang possesses unique skills passed down from generation to generation, and is also a strong martial artist. He can hold the patient's last breath tightly with the eighteen soul-reviving pinches in one hand. Any disease can be solved with a set of techniques, and it can even bring people back to life! "

Chen Meiyi was standing by to help introduce, with a smile on her face.

Judging from the aura of this miracle doctor Zhang, it is completely unknown how much stronger he is than the bald miracle doctor.

Then, Doctor Zhang chose to start with the acupuncture points on Mr. Chen's feet. His moves were full of vigor, and his movements were as steady as an old dog's, shocking people one after another.

In less than ten seconds, Divine Doctor Zhang completed the previous seventeen steps and had already begun to gather the last pinch of power.

"It's now!"

Doctor Zhang slid his fingers up against Mr. Chen's arm, and pinched Mr. Chen's neck with his thumb.

Although it seemed like an understatement, there were fine beads of sweat on Doctor Zhang's face...